deepness apathy
 

i wake up
i krack up
i lite up
i fuck up

why do i do it to my self?
am i really the piece of shit he says i am?
why dont i kill them all?
would it be better that way?

i sleep in it
i dream in it
i go to mystical lands in it
i wake up

cant anyone help me?
can i just do it on my own?
should i see a doctor?
what the fuck is wrong with me?

i sleep in it
i dream in it
i fly in it
i wake up

no one at my side
no one at all
no love
no hate
no feeling
im numb from the pain

i wish there was more to life
instead i just get this fucking pain

this was interesting in its own right, and scattered, i think, i understand the message that you were trying to portray, and i know you could have said it better, not that this lacked anything, content wise, but you could have said more, and filled in areas with your vocab....but i liked the "in your face" aspect of your poem....good, if you work on what i suggested, this will be great....1, just some feedback,,all friendly..